Bandana Kacha 2Pac - My Life Be Like (Feat. The Grits) LYRICS

🎯 Загружено автоматически через бота: 🛑 Оригинал: 📺 Bandana Kacha — @kacha90 📃 Оригинальное описание: [LYRICS] My life be like Ooh Ahh (CHORUS) It’s times like these that make me say, Lord if you see me please come my way. Leavin bread crumbs for when I stray Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid Feel me like a fingertip (flow fingertip flow fingertip) Sometimes I fall I slip Got a heartfelt desire be more like you Trying not to quench your fire by the things that i do (VERSE 1) I was raised a little young nigga doin’ bad shit Talk much shit, cause I never had shit I can remember bein’ whooped in class And if I didn’t pass momma would whoop my ass Was it my fault poppa didn’t plan it out? Broke out left me to be the man of the house. I couldn’t take it, had to make a profit Found a block, got a glock, and I clocked grip And why must I sock a fella Just to live large like Rockafella I want G so you labeled me a criminal And if I die, I wonda if heaven’s got a ghetto. (CHORUS) (VERSE 2) Here on earth Tell me whats a black life worth A bottle of juice is no excuse, the truth hurts And even when you take the shit Move cowards get a lawyer, you can shake the shit Ask Rodney, Natasha, and many more It’s been goin on for years, theres plenty more When they ask me when will I violence cease? When your troops stop shootin niggas down in the streets Niggas had enough, time to make a difference Bear witness on are own business fuck the gaurd cause it’s hard tryin to make ends meet But we couldn’t afford the shit. (CHORUS) (VERSE 3) I see no changes, all I see is racist faces Misplaced hate makes disgraced races We under, I wonder what it takes to make this One better place, let erase the wasted Take the evil out the people they’ll be actin right Cause both black and white is smokin crack tonight And the only time we deal is when we kill each other It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other Although it seems heaven sent We ain’t ready to have a black president huh And ain’t a secret don’t conceal the fact The penitentiary’s packed, and it’s filled with blacks. (CHORUS) 2x